room with fire in your pretty blue eyes. My fucking cock was rock hard with a need to ravish your flesh while you fought an assassin, Synthia. I want to throttle you while I fuck you, so subduing you will have to appease me for now. Tell me to destroy your pussy, woman.”
“Suck it, Fairy.”
“Oh, you will suck my cock, Synthia. I intend to be sure that when I leave this room tonight, you will know exactly to whom that pretty pussy belongs. I may have neglected it lately, causing you to forget who makes you scream, but I have not forgotten,” he announced darkly, materializing a chair and slowly sitting down.
I studied him, noting the dark smile on his face and the pearl of precum on the tip of his cock. His thumb rubbed across the thick, rounded head while I gazed, transfixed, watching every slow, methodical stroke he made with hunger.
“I don’t even like you right now, you know that, right?” I offered, trying to sound bored, playing it cool because I was mad at him, so mad.
My body jerked as a scream ripped through my lungs. Ryder filled me with magic, forcing my core to stretch painfully before subsiding. I inhaled, gasping for air as he watched me, his hiss the only indication that he had felt it too. He couldn’t use sex magic on me without feeling as if he was the one fucking me, and I smiled, watching as more precum gathered, glistening over the tip of his massive cock.
“I don’t know about you, woman, but my schedule is clear all night. I told Zahruk to inform everyone that I was not to be disturbed for at least twenty-four hours. I have a pussy to destroy and a naughty wife to remind who is in charge of this kingdom.” Ryder’s magic entered me again, filling my ass and my heated core until I was moaning.
My eyes rolled back in my head as my spine arched, and then I was slammed against the bed as his magic filled my body. I sensed him pushing against my mouth, rubbing his thumb over my cheek, encouraging me to accept what he offered.
My jaw opened, and he lunged forward with a bellowing growl that exploded throughout the room. Ryder filled my throat, threading his hand into my hair, using my head to guide himself in and out of my throat. His deep moan echoed through my body, sending shivers racing up my spine as he increased his speed, watching me through dark, smoldering hooded eyes.
“You’re so beautiful with that dirty mouth of yours fucking my cock,” Ryder hissed and then growled as my teeth skimmed his shaft, purposely. “Mmm, careful, sweet wife.” His deep, seductive chuckle sent a shiver of anticipation through me. “You like my cock, and it likes you. Play nice, or I’ll play rough,” he warned.
He pushed my unbound leg against my chest, and his cock slipped from the grip of my throat.
“Look at that mess,” he murmured, releasing my leg to sift to the foot of the bed.
Power erupted in the room until pressure pushed against every inch of me. Ryder slipped my legs into padded straps and then hoisted me up while watching from where he stood. My gaze followed his magic as it moved the straps, raising my cuffed arms and spreading my legs wide, exposing my neglected sex. My eyes slid hungrily back to his cock, which jerked as though it knew I was staring at the proud beast.
Ryder sifted in front of me, dropping his head between my legs. He began kissing the inside of my knee, up the sensitive skin of my thigh, and finally toward my ravenous flesh. I clenched with desire, ready to beg him to touch me where I wanted him most. I knew he wouldn’t, not when he had yet to make me crazed with the need to be owned. He repeated the action on my other leg and then pushed his fingers through my heated arousal.
I moaned, lifting my pussy toward his face, begging him to ravish me. I didn’t care if I was pissed